The other day as I was driving home from work I made a stop at Walmart to pick up a couple of things. I get up to the counter to purchase my items and lo and behold the most supremely majestic man is on the other side of the register. It was as if he was plucked from the Garden of Good Looking Hotties. I had the hardest time focusing. When he asked if I had found everything alright, I’m pretty sure I answered his question with, “you, too.”
The second I got my ducks in a row – which took a while, let me tell ya – my first thought was: “Why is a guy that looks like that working at Walmart?” I don’t know if it’s just my experience, but Walmart employees seem to look like they just completed the Walk of Shame. Except the night before they weren’t at a party. Instead they slept on a sheet of hay while in a pair of Juicy pants circa 2006. But this guy was the exception to all of this!
Blue eyes, light brown hair, probably right at 6-feet tall. Perfect smirk on firm lips. Did I mention his khakis fit him just right? I still see him in my daydreams. I imagine him working there to put himself through law school. Along with his three other jobs. He’s dedicated like that. I also sit and wonder if he’s still there, working the register at the Garden Center Walmart. And if I go back on another Tuesday at 4:30pm, will he possibly be there? Oh please, don’t let him be like one of those mirages. Withdrawals will do that to a gal.
Until then, I will continue fantasizing of the perfectly-crafted boy next door with soft model good looks. That works at Walmart.